27 September, 2009

As wonderful as it is to live in NYC, it is essential to escape it once in a while. We are lucky enough to have an amazing place to get away to at my parents house in the country in Connecticut. Apparently it is actually fall outside of the city (it was in the 70's and 80's here all week), and we lucked out with the most spectacular autumn day.. you know the kind.. blue skies, crisp cool air and lot's of sunshine.

My mom's garden still has a little life left in it yet before the first frost

the barn

the zen art of stacking wood

We started the day off with a cup of coffee down by the pond. For people who live in an apartment with no outdoor space, this is special. The air was so clean and crisp and the sunlight was dancing on the water. It was one of those little moments..

Later on, we took the opportunity to go apple picking at a nearby orchard. In addition to apples, we got peaches, pears, corn on the cob and pickled eggs (a favorite of Andrew's). Once home, we made two pies - a peach and an apple... I have to say, I don't know if was because we took the time to pick the fruit fresh or the act of baking them ourselves, but I think these were the best pies I've ever tasted..

It really was such a nice change of pace from the hustle of the city. The only problem is that every time we go to the country and experience the joys of shucking corn on the cob out on the porch (where it is supposed to be done as opposed to over your trash container and then you're stepping on those little hairs for days), we start to wonder.. why are we living where we are living? should we reconsider? where? how? what? ... big questions that we don't have the answers to yet. For now, we'll just relish our weekend escapes and try and bring our new found pie making skills back the city.